Memories of Flying

A few years ago my friend Mike called me at the last minute to ask if I wanted to fly with him in a Cessna across the Rockies to Calgary and back to Vancouver. I managed to drop everything and devote the day to it. It was splendid, and here's a glimpse at what it's like to fly a car through the sky.

In it is the question of our bitter pill of employment. How do you take it?